Black Diamond [Book 2]

by Brittani Williams

  “Where’s JB?”

  “He had to take care of something so I offered to come pick you up.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I wanted to, why are you making things so difficult? A nigga can’t be nice to you, I see.”

  “I didn’t say that a nigga can’t be nice, but we both know that you are not just being nice. You have an ulterior motive.”

  “That’s not completely true.”

  “Well, what part of it is true, then?”

  “Well, of course I’m aiming for something but it’s real. I’m not gaming you up, though, if that’s what you think.”

  “Honestly, I do.”

  By this time we were in the car and heading the short ten-minute drive to my house. I was practically staring a hole in the side of his face. He hadn’t even blinked. I didn’t know what it was about him but I was definitely drawn to him and I knew that sooner or later the shield that I had up would crack. Right now, though, I had to focus on getting my health back.

  “Well, what do you need? I’m here at your feet, your wish is my command, if that’s what it takes.”

  “You’re really serious, huh?”

  “As a heart attack. I’m a pretty straightforward dude and I hate to keep repeating it, but your man Black ain’t going to be around and you’re going to need somebody to help you run those businesses. Who better than me?”

  “So that’s it? You just want to take his place with the business—it really has nothing to do with me?”

  “You’re misreading me, it has everything to do with you. I’m trying to be that strong nigga that you’ll need when you come to your senses and see that this shit ain’t a game. He’s not coming home.”

  “Why are you so sure that he’s not coming home?” I was beginning to get annoyed with him again. I wasn’t giving up on Black until I knew that for fact. Even then I still wouldn’t stop loving him. No one could take that away. It didn’t matter how much game he spit or how much attention he gave he wasn’t Black and he’d never be no matter how hard he tried.

  “I’m sure of it because I know how that shit works. It’s okay to have hope—don’t get me wrong. Who wouldn’t in your situation? That doesn’t mean I’m going to sit in the background and not go for what I want. Yeah, I want his spot but it’s his spot with you. It ain’t all about the money. I got plenty of that.”

  I sat there still staring at him. I was so confused. My mind, heart, and body were all being pulled in different directions. Maybe what he was saying was the truth and Black would never be home. What the hell was I supposed to do, lose everything? Or find a strong man to take his place? Then I thought that this could all be too premature. I was known in the past to let my body run my decisions but would it be the worst thing to give him a chance?

  “I hear you, but you have to understand that until that’s a proven fact I’m not going to just give up on him.”

  “And I don’t expect you to.”

  “So what is it that you expect?”

  “I expect you to let me in.”

  We were pulling up in front of the house at that moment and I felt that it was perfect timing. I wasn’t ready to give him a decision. Once he parked I still sat silent. He looked over at me and didn’t say anymore. He exited the car and walked around to the passenger side to help me get out.

  “Thanks a lot for coming to get me.”

  “No problem, I can come in and help you out if you want me to.” He smiled. He knew damn well I wasn’t going to let him in.

  “I’m fine, I can manage.”

  “I figured you’d say that but don’t forget that I’m here,” he said, walking back toward the car after I made it to the steps.

  He got in his car and drove away. I made it inside and though he was gone he still lingered on my mind. I was trying extremely hard and it wasn’t working. He’d made a mark and now that it was down it wasn’t going to be easy to erase. Money, can’t live with it, can’t live without it. That statement was ringing louder than a school bell at eight A.M.

  Chapter 22

  Diamond

  Two Temptations

  Letters weren’t enough and I still hadn’t been able to see Black. I missed him desperately and I didn’t know how long I could hold off. My knee was healed enough to get around without crutches. I’d gone back home and was doing pretty good. I was just on my way to head out to Gia’s when the doorbell rang. I opened it to find Money standing there with flowers in hand.

  “Wow, you’re back to normal, I see. I wanted to come by and personally drop these off.”

  “You don’t have to keep doing stuff like this, Money, you really don’t.”

  “I know I don’t have to but I want to. Is it all right if I come in?”

  “Well, I was just on my way out, actually.”

  “Just for a minute, just long enough for you to put these in water.” He passed me the flowers.

  “Okay, I guess that’s fine.” I walked into the house, letting him in behind me. He followed me into the kitchen. I grabbed a vase from the cabinet and turned on the sink to fill it up as I took the flowers out of the plastic. “So how are things going at . . .” I hadn’t even finished my sentence. I turned around and was met by a kiss. His lips were soft as cotton and they felt so good against mine that I couldn’t resist. My mind was saying that this was wrong but my body was saying you need this. His arms had since wrapped around me and began caressing my back. It was sending chills through my body. You would have thought this was the first time that I’d been kissed. I was nervous about moving forward because I didn’t know what would become of this. I wasn’t ready to move on from Black but I was ready for the attention that Money wanted to give me. I closed my eyes and instead of fighting my body any longer I gave in and relaxed. He continued to kiss me intensely. His thick tongue was massaging mine as his hands moved from my back to my hips then the front of the jeans that I’d be wearing for only a few more seconds. He’d unbuttoned them, pulled them off, and placed me on the kitchen counter all within one minute or less. His face was then buried in my pussy and his tongue was massaging my clit as it had done my tongue before. My legs were wrapped around his head as I leaned back with both hands on the counter, bracing my body.

  I moaned continuously. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was deprived for so long or if it just felt that damn good but I was so loud the neighbors could probably hear me through the walls. I grabbed hold of his head just as I was about to erupt.

  “Oh, shit, I’m about to cum,” I yelled as my body shook uncontrollably. If I’d wrapped my legs around his neck any tighter I might have smothered him. He kept up the pace and I continued to shake, I couldn’t stop. I wanted him to keep going but I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I had never been one to run away from some good loving but this felt different and maybe because it was so wrong. He stood up and licked his lips as if he’d just got finished eating a good steak. I smiled for the first time since we’d begun. He stared at me without speaking. His eyes were piercing with a sort of unknown agenda, but it continued to turn me on. I was still sitting in the same position as he removed a condom from his pocket, dropped his pants, and put the condom on his large, stiff dick, which was pointing in my direction. He walked over to me, opened my legs wider, making the path he was going for more accessible. I let out a sigh as he entered me. I was tight as vise grips and I could tell that he was enjoying the feeling of my tight pussy being wrapped around him. He grabbed hold of my waist and used his grip as leverage to push harder and harder. I could feel the juices coming out of me a running down onto the counter beneath me.

  “You like this shit?”

  “I love it,” I moaned.

  “Tell me again.”

  “I love it.”

  “You love what?”

  “I love this dick,” I yelled. I was in heaven and I realized how much I’d been missing with each passing second. He continued to move seamlessly in and out of me, picking up speed. I could feel
myself reaching yet another climax. When I reached the peak, he suddenly stopped. The throbbing of his dick against my G-spot finished the job for him. I bit my bottom lip as I trembled in his arms. He stared at me for a few seconds and then starting pounding all over again.

  I was exhausted but it felt too good to give up now. I sat there moaning and taking every inch it for the next twenty minutes when he finally let go of me and pulled away, giving me the same silent stare that he’d given me before he moved in on me.

  “The bathroom is at the top of the stairs to the left.”

  He didn’t respond but walked away and headed up the steps. I didn’t get it but I wasn’t going to worry myself trying to figure it out. Money was definitely different than any of the other men that I dealt with in the past. Here he went from talking all of the game in the world to silence. I got down off the counter and began to clean it off when I heard him coming back down the steps. I continued to clean, waiting for him to come back into the kitchen. I heard his footsteps and then I heard the front door open and close. Did he just walk out of here? What the hell was up with this dude? I went into the living room and called out his name. I didn’t get an answer. I walked over to the window and peeked through the blinds. He’d gotten in his car and drove away. I felt used. I felt angry. I also somehow felt like I deserved it. I shouldn’t have let the temptations get the best of me. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking and if Black found out he would be furious. I hurried up the stairs to the bathroom and into the shower. I needed to clear my body of any scent that he may have left behind. My mind was wandering, I hadn’t seen the baby and now I felt guilty about what just went down. Maybe going up to the hospital would make me feel better than I did now. I went out to the car and was just about to get in when his car sped around the corner and stopped next to mine. He jumped out of the driver’s side, walked over to me and kissed me. He held on to my waist and stared into my eyes. I was too caught off guard to react. I wanted to slap him and yell for the way that he left out with not even a good-bye. Instead I let go of the tension in my body and enjoyed the kiss. He backed away with a devilish grin on his face.

  “I’ll be here tonight at nine, we’re going on a date.”

  “What?” I threw my hands in the air I couldn’t figure this guy out for the life of me.

  He didn’t respond, only smiling as he got back in his car and drove away. I didn’t know what to say or think. I knew that I still felt used and that was something I wasn’t used to dealing with. I drove down to the hospital and spent about an hour visiting before I went to the mall to find something to wear. I didn’t want to get too jazzy because if anyone saw us out together I could play it off as a meeting. I didn’t need word getting back to Black for fear that I’d lose him. What the hell was I thinking? I had to think about the situation logically. Was Money really into me or was he just into what he could get from me? I was going to figure it out one way or the other and going out with him would be the perfect way to do that.

  I was dressed and ready at nine. I was actually ready by eight because I needed to give myself time to get my nerves together. I didn’t want to seem like a teenager on her first date nor did I want to seem like a detective so I had to calm myself down enough for this date to go off without a hitch. Nine o’clock came and went. It was almost ten and I was pissed. I should have known better by the way he acted earlier in the day. I was just on my way upstairs when I heard a horn beeping. I walked over to the window and pulled the curtain and saw his black Mercedes double-parked in the middle of the street. I grabbed my bag off of the sofa and walked out of the door. I wanted to give him a piece of my mind as soon as I got out of the door but then I figured that would just give him the impression that I was really interested in him. I was interested but not solely in him. I was more interested in finding out what the hell he was up to.

  I walked around the front of the car and gave him a look that said it all. I wanted him to think that I was upset; maybe then it would be a little easier to break through this shield that he was obviously holding up. I got in the car where he still seemed unfazed by the attitude I was giving off. He was cocky, but I liked it. It was something about a man with so much confidence and a challenge was something that I would never turn down.

  “Nine o’clock, huh?” I said as soon as I planted my ass in the seat.

  “Had some shit to do first but I’m here now so don’t bitch about it when you can make the best of it.”

  Who the hell did he think he was talking to? Obviously me, because I was the only one in the car but I wasn’t about to go out like that. No matter who it was, no one would talk to me like shit and get away with it. “Excuse me?”

  “You heard me right. It doesn’t make sense to bitch about it if you are still here with me. If you were that pissed then you should have stayed in the house.”

  “Where the hell do you get off talking to me like that? I don’t know what type of chicks you are used to dealing with but I’m not one of them.”

  “I know you’re not one of them because if you were you would have never seen me again after I fucked you. So obviously you’re different. Now, let’s just go out and have a good time and forget about it.”

  Wow, I was shocked. Even though he made the comment in the rudest possible way that he could, it was cute. I got the point and what that meant was that I was more than a piece of ass. Not that I needed confirmation of that but it sounded good coming out of his mouth. I didn’t respond. I didn’t feel the need to make it bigger than it was. We arrived down on Delaware Avenue at the Chart House. I wasn’t really all that excited about the food I was more excited about finding out more about him. We walked into the restaurant and were seated immediately. Money sat down and was still pretty silent.

  “So tell me something about yourself.”

  “Tell you what?”

  “About you. I don’t know anything about you and we’re practically partners.”

  “There ain’t much to tell or much that I want to tell.”

  “Why, why is everything so cold and secret with you?”

  “Because that’s just the way that I am, it’s not intentional it’s just the way that it is.” He was still cold as he picked the menu off of the table and began flipping through the pages.

  “Don’t you think you should change it? Or do you want to be alone all of your life?” I was staring at him so hard you’d think I could see through him.

  “Alone is cool, at least when you fuck up you can’t blame nobody but you. I like it that way.”

  “You are a strange character, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like you.” It was becoming a joke, and I was really beginning to think he was a comedian.

  “What’s so funny?”

  “You, you are really cracking me up. I find it hard to believe you could be like this all of the time.”

  “So what do you think, I’m being hard for you?”

  “Yeah, I think that you probably are trying to avoid falling for me.”

  “What?” He burst into laughter at this point. “You have to be kidding me, I don’t have to put on an act for that. This is me and this is the way that I have always been.”

  “Well, even the strongest glass can be broken so don’t think that it’s impossible.”

  The waiter came over and took our order. That was the first time he smiled besides when he burst into laughter a few minutes earlier. I guess that last statement made him think about what I was saying. After the waiter walked away, I went right back in.

  “When’s the last time you’ve been in a relationship?”

  “I’m in one now.”

  “Oh, really? So why are you here with me?”

  “Because I want to be, it doesn’t have anything to do with that. Shit, you have a man, so why are you here with me?”

  “Because I want to.” I laughed.

  “All right then, that makes us even.”

  “I guess you’re right.”

  The rest of the n
ight went much better than it began. After dinner we went over to my house where we ended the night with mind-blowing sex and this time a hug good-bye. Maybe I was breaking through that shell and would get some of the information that I needed. I knew that there was something that he was trying to get from me and though at first I gave in to temptation and had sex with him, I was now on the hunt and Money was the prey.

  Chapter 23

  Diamond

  What am I Missing?

  “I’m on my way, just be ready when I get there. I have something special planned,” Money yelled over the loud music playing on his car radio.

  “Okay, I’ll be waiting at the door,” I replied with a huge smile on my face.

  “All right.”

  Click!

  This thing was turning into something much more than I’d expected. I was actually beginning to enjoy his company. I still missed Black and I hated the fact that I couldn’t see him but the letters that he’d send me were comforting. They made me feel like there was still hope for us. I hadn’t accepted the fact that he was in jail waiting on a murder trial for something that I did but I knew that I was going to get him out of there some way, somehow. I was beginning to trust Money and I wanted to see how or if he could help me get Black off. I didn’t know how to approach the subject since we’d been seeing each other so much. He pulled up in front of the house and beeped the horn as usual. I still hadn’t gotten him to break that habit. I hurried out to the car, excited about what he had planned.

  “So what is it that you have planned that’s so special?”

  “It won’t be a surprise if I tell you. Don’t worry, you deserve it.”

  “Okay,” I said smiling. I was a sucker for surprises.